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"And he hath put a new long in my mouth, eve
praise unto our Gnd; many shall see it, and feai
and shall trust in the Lord."—Psalm xl, 3.

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Breathe on my Wreath, blest Spirit, let the

fire Warm from Thy burning altar, now inspire A feeble worm, Thine unction pour on me, Tuning my heart's full melody to Thee. Teach me to celebrate a Saviours praise, And sing His glories in these humble lays. Jesus, I feel Thy love, I know Thy grace Has cleansed my soul, and checked my sinful

race. I cannot doubt, blest Lord, that I am Thine, Humbly believing, I can call Thee mine.


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